Chapter 122: Prepared for Brother Su

“Damn it!”

“This guy actually wants me to use this thing to brew wine!”

Luo Yuebai almost fled back to his own residence.

The blush on his face still hadn’t completely faded, but on his way back, he couldn’t find a suitable place to dispose of this thing.

Feeling a bit angry and helpless, Luo Yuebai couldn’t help but feel a bit complicated.

“Should I reveal my true identity?”

“In my current position, it’s really inconvenient. After all, once the Evil Moon Sect’s branch in Linjiang City is completely stable, I’ll have to resume my original identity.”

Normally, he joked casually with other cultivators, but today, Su Jingzhen’s suggestive remarks made him a bit overwhelmed.

“Reporting to Master Yue, all preparations have been made, and the celebration can begin at any time. Shall we still proceed as scheduled, two days from now?”

As Luo Yuebai was thinking, a Foundation Establishment stage demonic cultivator suddenly stood outside his palace, reporting like so.

Luo Yuebai turned to look at the demonic cultivator, raising an eyebrow, “Already?”

“As a demonic cultivator, I’ve never been attached to trivial matters. Flexibility is key. So since everything is ready ahead of schedule, let’s post the announcement today and hold the ceremony tomorrow!”

With little thought, he made this decision.

As the demonic cultivator prepared to leave after receiving the command, Luo Yuebai’s gaze fell on the jar he had brought back.

A cunning smile played at the corners of his mouth.

“Wait a moment, come in.”

Hearing this, the demonic cultivator outside the door looked puzzled but stepped into the hall.

“I wonder what orders Master Yue has?” he asked.

Luo Yuebai pointed to the jar on the ground, “Take this thing out to air dry, then find a jar of spiritual wine to soak it in. Remember, find the strongest wine.”

“Huh?”

The demonic cultivator was momentarily stunned, then suddenly realized what was inside the jar.

Looking at Luo Yuebai with a strange expression, he hesitated.

Seeing this, Luo Yuebai didn’t wait for more questions and continued, “Don’t ask too much, just do as I say.”

Hearing this, the demonic cultivator’s lips curved into a smirk, “I’m familiar with this matter. Rest assured, Master Yue, I’ll make sure you’re satisfied.”

With a flick of his sleeve, the jar on the ground disappeared without a trace.

Then he took his leave.

Watching him leave, Luo Yuebai’s lips curled into a smile once again.

“For Brother Su, I’ve prepared everything…”

…

Meanwhile, in the kitchen.

After tidying up the remnants of the meal he and Luo Yuebai had eaten, Su Jingzhen walked out of the kitchen, looking at the six maids standing in front of him.

He smiled and said, “There’s still some left in the pot and on the table. If you don’t mind, you can taste it. But I must remind you not to overeat; it’s not good for you.”

In the cultivation world, there was a distinction between superior and inferior, and although Su Jingzhen didn’t mind eating with his six maids, it was appropriate for him and Luo Yuebai to eat first.

Upon hearing this, the maids all showed expressions of surprise and gratitude.

Five of them immediately bowed to Su Jingzhen and thanked him.

“Thank you, Lord Su!”

“Thank you, Lord Su!”

…

The aroma still lingered, and they were already drooling.

Naturally, they went straight into the kitchen.

Yan Xia’s expression was a bit complicated, but she was extremely curious about what Su Jingzhen had done. And without spiritual roots, practicing mundane martial arts was considered low-level body refining, so she needed the spiritual energy contained in food even more.

Seeing this, Su Jingzhen smiled faintly and didn’t mind.

He knew that in the days to come, he would probably often visit Clear Wind Mountain, so he wouldn’t lack the flesh and blood of these demonic beasts.

After leaving the kitchen, Su Jingzhen wandered around the Evil Moon Sect for a while. Then, almost subconsciously, he left the Evil Moon Sect and went to the Treasure Gathering Pavilion.

Previously, he had used three Breaking Through Adversity Pills, plus promised to help Feng Qingya with a favor, in exchange for the Black Mountain Pill Furnace.

Now he still had twelve Breaking Through Adversity Pills on hand, which he didn’t need for himself. The ingredients and prescription for Breaking Through Adversity Pills were promised to be exchanged for ten finished pills.

Su Jingzhen didn’t like owing others favors most of the time.

Still not concealing anything, he swaggered directly onto the second floor of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion.

This time, Feng Qingya was as usual, sitting on a chair at the top of the stairs, holding a wine glass, doing nothing.

As enchanting as ever.

“Master Su, are you here so early because you missed me?”

Seeing Su Jingzhen ascend the stairs, Feng Qingya’s eyes suddenly lit up.

The familiar banter continued.

But Su Jingzhen seemed immune to her words, habitually avoiding unnecessary chatter.

He went straight to the point. “The promise I made to Miss Feng has been fulfilled. You may inspect it. Also, I’d like to inquire about the ingredients for the Breaking Through Adversity Pill.”

As he spoke, Su Jingzhen casually took out a jade bottle containing ten Breaking Through Adversity Pills and tossed it to Feng Qingya.

She was startled for a moment, then immediately became serious.

Receiving the jade bottle and opening it to inspect its contents, her expression once again turned to shock.

“These… Are these all made from the ingredients used in the previous Breaking Through Adversity Pills?”

【Emotional Connection+2】

【Emotional Connection+2】

【Remaining available points：189】

Before Su Jingzhen could respond, a row of golden words appeared before him.

The impact of these ten Breaking Through Adversity Pills directly triggered a three-strike emotional connection from Feng Qingya’s side.

Feng Qingya thought that the initial three Breaking Through Adversity Pills had already consumed nearly eighty sets of ingredients for Su Jingzhen, almost reaching his limit.

But she never expected him to produce ten more.

And Feng Qingya knew that these ten pills were not even Su Jingzhen’s limit.

Eighty sets of ingredients were enough to promote a first-grade alchemist to second-grade, or even barely qualify as a third-grade, which was already quite difficult.

Meanwhile, being able to refine a dozen more finished pills was beyond the explanation of just being a genius.

This was monstrous!

Looking at Su Jingzhen again, Feng Qingya’s gaze became even more fiery and expectant.

Just the matter of the Breaking Through Adversity Pills alone made her feel like choosing Su Jingzhen might have been the right decision.

This time, some of what rightfully belonged to her might really be obtained!

And when Feng Qingya inspected the quality of the Breaking Through Adversity Pills in the bottle again, she was even more stunned.

These ten pills were all refined in that strange place.

During the refinement process, they absorbed a lot of spiritual energy from that strange place.

“These… These are top-grade! Top-grade Breaking Through Adversity Pills!”